Chapter 1281

“What’s going on here?” All of a sudden, a mustached man in his forties strode over, followed by two guards of his own.

“Mister Umair, sir, this woman claims to be a relative of the Scammells and wishes to meet our master.”

the guards reported.

“A relative?” Mister Umair froze, turned to glance at Iris, and was immediately mesmerized by her beauty.

However, it was one thing to be in awe of her looks, he did not recognize her at all.

“Nonsense! Are all of you blind? They’re clearly crooks trying to trick their way into the mansion, not any relative of the Scammells at all! Chase them away!” he scoffed.

He was also a distant relative of the Scammells but only joined the family over a decade ago. He did not even hear of Priscilla Scammell, the second daughter of the family, much less her daughter Iris!

“Yes, sir!” The guards immediately turned to shoot Leon and Iris murderous glances and snarled, “Get lost, you crooks!”

Iris was always a lonely child growing up and thus always craved familial connection. She was hopeful of reuniting with her long–lost relatives during this trip, but now, after running into countless obstacles and could not even get past the front gates, she could not help feeling disappointed at this.

“Never mind, Leon, let’s go home.” She sighed, then tugged on his arm, indicating him to leave. She was intending to come back in a few days to try her luck again.

However, before Leon could even reply, Mister Umair cried out. “Wait!”

A glimmer of mischief flashed through his eyes when he caught sight of Iris‘ gorgeous face and curvy figure.

“What’s going on? Did you change your mind?” Iris froze in her steps, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes when she heard this.

However, the more hopeful one got, the more disappointed they would set themselves up for. Mister Umair’s next sentence made her blood run cold.

“You crooks! There’s no such thing as leaving so easily when you’ve tried to deceive us Scammells!”

Mister Umair sneered as an idea crossed his mind. He knew that Mister Nigel, the Scammells‘

grandson, was always a lecherous fellow who would never pass up the opportunity to date a beautiful woman.

The woman standing before him now was absolutely breathtaking, with features so chiseled it was as though she walked out of an ancient painting, and he never once laid eyes on such a beautiful woman.

If he found a way to capture Iris and give her to Mister Nigel, he would no doubt become Nigel’s favorite and rise to power that way!

“What are you trying to do?” Leon’s expression darkened when he sensed Mister Umair’s tone.

“Guards, capture these two! They tried to deceive their way into the Scammells, and they’re highly likely to be spies sent here by our business competitors to steal our secrets! Capture and interrogate them, and find out who sent them here!” Mister Umair ordered.